I drift when it comes to my art, drifting from painting to painting,  stitching to collage to sewing and on and on. I’m definitely not a drifter over oceans and lands I can just see that on the internet, I hate to travel because the world feels like one big filthy slum dripping with infectious covid germs just waiting to jump on you quietly spewing its disease across the globe, and where no one really cares for their fellow man anymore…. no respect,  like rabid sewer rats nipping at your heels the moment you pause to feed the birds…  Nope, I’ll stay home with my feet up on my favorite recycled footstool with warm cookies and tea.

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